Mission: accomplished

Except, unlike the pResident, when I say it, it's actually true.

Last night was the most perfect night ever, excepting the night I met her. We went to the bar, had a few drinks, played some pool, danced till closing, and were definately the couple that needs to get a room. A little bittersweet too, since I'm leaving, but not in a tragic way.

I texted girl#2 but she never did show up, or at least I didn't see her, so it all worked out in the end.

But next time I won't take three weeks to work up my nerve.